Amelia’s POV
The minute I heard Jake say Damien’s name, I stopped in my tracks. I’d simply been walking down the hallway outside of Jake’s office door. Realizing Jake was on the phone with Damien, I inched closer to the door, hoping to remain unseen, trying to eavesdrop.
Eavesdropping wasn’t really in my nature. I preferred more direct approaches when it came to garnering information. Yet, in this instance, I couldn’t deny my curiosity. Things that involved Damien tended to involve me, and while I trusted Jake to eventually tell me what was going on, I was so tired of feeling like I was constantly on the back foot.
Yet, even from the doorway, being as sneaky as I could, I couldn’t discern much from the conversation. Too soon, Jake hung up the phone and sighed.
I continued standing ther
